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- Madz
Sirius Lemour was having trouble settling back down to life in New Zealand ever since his visit to the UK with Maddiie. He had to much on his mind, his family that he missed so much, Maddiie, the love of his life who he proposed to the last time he saw her. But most of all Eric. He was gone from his life now, for good. And any grown man would be a fool if they ever denied missing one their closest friends. So Sirius wasn't going to deny it, he missed him more than he missed Maddiie, simply because he knew he'd see Maddiie again pretty soon, he'd be able to be in her arms, and kiss and cuddle her over and over again. But Eric was gone, vanished...he'd wrote him a letter of goodbye...and he had meant it.
Sirius always kept the letter in his right pocket of his jeans, and whenever he missed him, he'd pull it out. As Sirius took a walk through the park, he spotted a bench so decided to take a seat and try to clear this conveyer-belt of thoughts from his mind before he collapsed with the tiredness that came with them. Sirius pulled out the letter and began to read it. It never failed to make his cry, or at the very least bring a tear to his eye. Sirius screwed the letter up then threw it to the ground in anger, and in distress from missing his closest ever friends. There was no wind, and he daren't destroy it, so it would stay inbetween his feet until he headed home, with it safely tucked inside his right pocket.....ready for the next time.
Sirius always kept the letter in his right pocket of his jeans, and whenever he missed him, he'd pull it out. As Sirius took a walk through the park, he spotted a bench so decided to take a seat and try to clear this conveyer-belt of thoughts from his mind before he collapsed with the tiredness that came with them. Sirius pulled out the letter and began to read it. It never failed to make his cry, or at the very least bring a tear to his eye. Sirius screwed the letter up then threw it to the ground in anger, and in distress from missing his closest ever friends. There was no wind, and he daren't destroy it, so it would stay inbetween his feet until he headed home, with it safely tucked inside his right pocket.....ready for the next time.